(Cat flutter Chinese) After the activity, He Xiaojun scanned the scene and found that because he had just hurriedly driven everyone out, the battlefield here had not been cleaned, so he packed up the things in the house.

The clothes He Xiaojun was wearing had hardened after being soaked in blood, like a bamboo shell, which could stand up when put on the ground, and he would definitely not be able to wear it anymore, so he had to take out his elaborate money darts from his pocket and put them in his trouser pocket.

At the scene in the house, there were still the two shell guns that He Xiaojun and the second master had just used, as well as the soft whip of the car chain that He Xiaojun made himself and came in handy for the first time today.

The shell gun and the soft whip are things that He Xiaojun relies on to save his life in this troubled world, so of course he is nervous.

After picking up and wiping his shell gun and soft whip and putting it away, He Xiaojun picked up the shell gun used by the second master and looked at it.

On the surface, the shell gun used by the second leader is a little newer than the shell gun that He Xiaojun privately intercepted, and it is a little newer than the old one.

After groaning for a while, He Xiaojun dismantled and inspected the shell gun used by the second master, and then tried the trigger, safety and magazine, and after figuring out that the quality of this gun was indeed as good as it seemed, he couldn't help but see that Hunting Heart was happy, and he had the idea of intercepting this gun again without permission.

In tonight's battle, I even fought for my life, and if I didn't take some victories, I seemed to be sorry for myself. I believe that Company Commander Cheng and them, seeing that they have made such a big effort this time, they should not have any opinions on what they have done, at most, they just open their eyes and close their eyes, and forget it when they can't see it.

In this troubled world, one more sharp weapon will protect one's life. This gun already has a magazine, and if he can find a spare magazine, he will have the ability to fight continuously with four magazines of eighty rounds.

He Xiaojun believed that in the battle in the east of Ningcheng, if he had that kind of firepower at hand, he would be able to clean up the gang of bandits in the first place, so that he would not be injured later.

In other words, one more weapon, in many cases, may be an extra life, so of course He Xiaojun is greedy.

He Xiaojun seized more than 200 rounds of shell gun ammunition in the gang of "Yagongsheng", and he consumed nearly 100 rounds of gun training, and another 40 rounds in the battle in the east of the city, and there are still more than 100 rounds left.

After deciding to take possession of the barge gun in the second master's house, He Xiaojun was no longer polite, and immediately filled the empty gun with bullets, and then inserted it into the practice belt pinned to his waist.

The dagger that the second master used to scratch He Xiaojun just now, after the county magistrate of the neighboring county used it to cut the rope that bound Miss Situ, he casually threw it on the ground.

He Xiaojun didn't pay attention to the dagger at first, because he had neither used nor learned how to use it, so he didn't pay attention to the dagger.

When He Xiaojun walked to a suitable angle with the dagger and the oil lamp in the house, he was surprised by the dagger's cold and curious He Xiaojun picked up the dagger and tried the blade, feeling very sharp, and then he took advantage of the morning light that came in from the door to look at the knife surface of the dagger.

The blade of the dagger reveals a color of blue and pale gold.

He Xiaojun, who has been engaged in machinery for many years, is no stranger to the fire color of the dagger after heat treatment, and knows that the steel has reached a certain hardness to reveal this color, and it is concluded that this dagger is good regardless of the material and production process.

Although, in addition to seeing a weapon like a dagger in the film in his previous life, even if he is completely unfamiliar, it is of course a good thing to have a good weapon to defend himself. He Xiaojun had such an idea and took this good weapon as his own.

After packing up the things in the house, He Xiaojun walked out of the house with the morning light shining in from the door of the house.

The door of the house where He Xiaojun was located was facing east, so after He Xiaojun came out of the house, he faced the rising sun that had just emerged.

The fog in the spring is thicker, the fog in the mountains is even thicker, and the rising sun has not yet been able to exert its majesty to disperse the dense fog, so the morning light can only shine down through the dense fog with great discount.

The morning light of such brightness happens to be not dazzling, and it can be seen directly.

He Xiaojun, who stepped out of the door, stopped, stood in front of the door, and looked fixedly at the rising sun that seemed to be separated by a layer of light veil.

Looking at the non-dazzling golden-orange glow in the eastern sky, He Xiaojun felt a warm, comfortable, and pleasant feeling.

After He Xiaojun came to this other world, he has been busy, busy for his livelihood, for his days, and for the future, so he has never seriously watched the sunrise in this other world, and today, under various coincidences, he has stolen half a day of leisure and inadvertently watched the first sunrise in this life.

As the glow on the eastern horizon became more and more intense, the fog began to fade inch by inch with every inch of the glow. Finally, the sun, which followed the light of ten thousand rays, jumped out from behind the mountain in the distance like a naughty child. That's right, it's jumping out, like jumping from a mountain to the sky.

When the sun comes out, it immediately reveals its majesty that looks down on the world. The thick fog that shrouded the earth, driven away by this majesty, scattered in all directions. Suddenly, it was like an invisible hand that lifted the light veil covering heaven and earth, restoring the true color of the world.

He Xiaojun, who had no intention or mood to enjoy the scenery, was immediately attracted by the scene after sunrise.

At that time, because there was no pollution in He Xiaojun's previous life, the sky seemed particularly pure, gray fog, white clouds, golden light, blue sky, everyone's river water did not violate the well water in their own field, their own height, and the layers were clear. It's not like the polluted sky in the previous life, only a gray haze, so people can't tell which sky is it? What is the cloud? Where is fog?

The rising sun was golden orange, not very dazzling, just exceptionally bright, at this time, a popular sentence in He Xiaojun's mind popped up in his mind, which was suitable for his current mood. He blurted out the words: "The sun is new every day." ”

Since He Xiaojun walked out of the room, his majestic appearance of being naked, with two short guns in front of his abdomen, a knife in one hand, and a whip in the other, made Miss Situ, who had not yet lost her anger because of the quarrel with the big cow, jump suddenly, and involuntarily associated him with the image of the cowboy hero in his mind.

and the bandages on He Xiaojun's body, which fell in the eyes of Miss Situ, also became a kind of heroic decoration.

He Xiaojun was coated with a layer of golden light under the glow, which made him look more energetic and angry, and made his whole person seem to be much taller all of a sudden.

And He Xiaojun's brainless words, although Miss Situ did not chew out the taste and mystery in it, she felt the pride and ambition from it, and also infected the speaker's unique spirit in this unique infectious words. Cat flutter Chinese